Seeing that Feng Chengxi's expression was not very good, An Ning started crying.

She cried and thought, "Look at me, I won't disgust you so much that I will make you disgusted me."

Men like Feng Chengxi are the ones An Ning despised the most.

If you want to win the world, you have the ability to take over yourself. Why do you want an innocent woman to take care of her?

He was so fake and deceitful. He cheated a good girl without a burial place for him. What if he took the world away recently? Are you not afraid of having nightmares at night?

Men like Feng Chengxi are even more hateful than some scumbags who cheat money and sex.

Feng Chengxi was so angry and anxious when he saw An Ning crying like this.

An Ning cried for a moment, looked up and looked at Feng Chengxi with a pair of red eyes: "Cousin, we can see it from time to time, are you happy?"

Feng Chengxi is really about to vomit blood.

He gritted his teeth viciously: "Good."

"It's good if my cousin is happy."

An Ning smiled, her smile innocently: "I thought my cousin should be happy. My cousin was always idle and wild cranes, and I was never impatient with those vulgar things. Now that my cousin is a proton, I will not let those vulgar things disturb my cousin anymore."

"good."

Feng Chengxi cried again when he was afraid of An Ning.

If An Ning cried fiercely, the palace servants in the Jin Palace would hear it and think that he was bullying An Ning. At that time, the King of Jin would be angry and might just catch him directly.

For the sake of his life, Feng Chengxi could only swallow his anger and speak with An Ning.

An Ning said a lot of things again, which was heartbreaking. When Feng Chengxi came out of the Jin Palace, he became more haggard.

He returned to the inn and couldn't help but swear: "Damn, bitch."

At this moment, Feng Chengxi no longer had a trace of nostalgia for An Ning, but only had deep hatred.

An Ning was quite happy.

Finally, An Ning gave some of the cowardly anger she had suffered before, and An Ning felt much more relaxed.

She took the palace servants to the garden to pick some flowers to decorate the house, and also directed the palace servants with good cooking skills to cook some delicious food in the kitchen.

When the King of Jin came to the memorial, he saw An Ning busying herself in the room like a bee, changing some decorations from time to time, and instructing the palace servants to change some furniture.

His eyes were slightly deeper and he strode over.

An Ning turned around and saw the King of Jin coming over, and smiled with a pursed lips.

King Jin took her hand: "I'm very happy?"

An Ning nodded with great joy: "Yes, I'm very happy."

King Jin's eyes were even more gloomy.

An Ning didn't care much and didn't have time to pay attention to him. She redecorated the house and placed flowers everywhere in the room. She looked at the brand new house and felt better.

That night, King Jin also stayed in Anning.

In the middle of the night, An Ning was sleeping soundly, and suddenly, a tingling pain came from her arm.

She suddenly woke up and opened her eyes and saw King Jin pinching her arm.

An Ning took a deep breath and slapped the King of Jin hard: "Your Majesty, wake up."

King Jin opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were like a cold deep pool.

"The King."

An Ning put his arm over to King Jin in grievance: "What did I do wrong? The king wants to pinch me like this?"

King Jin looked at An Ning rolling up his wide sleeves, revealing his white and slender arms, and a purple mark on his arm was particularly obvious.

An Ning is very white and her skin is even more delicate. A trace will be left on the skin when touched lightly, not to mention that King Jin pinched it hard like that.

King Jin felt pain when he saw the bruise.

He reached out and touched it, obviously feeling guilty: "I have a nightmare."

oh!

An Ning yawned: "How can you have nightmares? If the king had nightmares every day, he would rather not sleep with me and save me from being strangled to death in the middle of the night."

King Jin felt a little frustrated when he heard this.

He turned over and lay down: "Go to sleep."

An Ning also lay down. She lay down for a while, then reached out and pinched King Jin's arm: "Your Majesty, what are you having a nightmare."

"nothing."

"What is nothing, I can't sleep now, let's talk to me."

"What are you saying, I'm lonely."

"Tell me what dream the king had had. I am very curious about the king's dream."

"I don't remember."

"How could it be? Why did you forget the dream you just had? The king has a bad memory. The king will not forget me one day."

“No.”

An Ning talked for a while and then fell asleep again.

When she fell asleep, King Jin held up his body and came close to see An Ning.

Sleeping peacefully and breathing lightly, looking very well-behaved.

When the King of Jin looked at her, he felt that he would like to see her. He quietly reached out and touched An Ning's cheek. When the slick and cold touch came from his fingertips, King of Jin quickly retracted his hand.

When he thought of the dream he had just had, his eyes that were originally obsessed became gloomy again.

With his hand reached out, King Jin directly took An Ning into his arms and hugged her tightly.

An Ning woke up by heat when she woke up early.

Although King Jin's body temperature is lower than that of ordinary people, it is summer now. When he is tightly wrapped around him, An Ning not only feels stiff all over his body, but also sweats all over.

She pushed the King of Jin in anger.

The King of Jin hugged him too tightly, and she couldn't push him away with force, so she had to shout: "Your Majesty, you're the better."

It took a long time before the King of Jin woke up.

An Ning lay straight, but her eyes were full of accusations: "Isn't the king hot?"

She originally thought that King Jin would let go, but she didn't expect that King Jin hugged him tighter again: "I'm not alone."

An Ning was angry, her little face turned red with anger: "But I'm hot, can you let go?"

The King of Jin reluctantly let go of her.

An Ning immediately jumped out of bed and shouted to the palace servants to prepare hot water, and she wanted to take a shower.

King Jin waited for a while before getting up.

He changed his clothes and went to the morning court.

On this day, King Jin's face looked a bit bad.

An Ning was quite confused. She quietly asked the palace staff that she knew that there was a drought this year, and several places in Jin State were suffering from disasters. It was supposed to be a disaster relief, but the ministers in the court argued about some things, which made the King of Jin feel unhappy.

An Ning thought that King Jin was irritated because the victims were irritated, but he asked the palace servants again, but he knew that he was irritated because the ministers quarreled in the morning court. As for the victims, he didn't take it seriously at all.

An Ning woke up too.

She thought of some of Xie Anning's memories.

There seems to be such a thing.

It seemed that there was a severe drought in Jin State. At that time, the King of Jin was only concerned about having fun with Xie Anning and ignored this matter at all. The ministers did not provide timely disaster relief due to their respective interests, which caused chaos in the people. It was also because of this severe drought that greatly weakened the strength of Jin State and later gave Lu State an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Thinking of this, An Ning is a little unpleasant.

That night, when King Jin came to have dinner, he didn't see An Ning.

He was even more gloomy.

"Where is the imperial concubine?"

The King of Jin called the palace servant to ask.

The palace servant carefully answered: "The concubine is in a bad health and she rested before she even had dinner."

"Discomfortable?"

King Jin frowned: "Has the imperial physician been passed on?"
Chapter completed!